Quotes About Intimacy

People thought we were intimidating, especially once we'd had a few drinks, but when I look back we were virtually on top of each other, holding hands. We sounded so stupid.

The virtue of privacy is one that must be protected in matters that are intimate and within one's own family.

Marriage is a blood sport. Marriage is jousting. It's disembowelment. It's just terrible, terrible visceral injuries. It's not for everybody.

I've told her about the many relationships I've seen implode simply because one person was terrified of being abandoned and so did everything in his or her power to push the other person away.

One woman said to her husband, "You know what three words are even more romantic to me than 'I love you'?" "You look beautiful?" he tried. "No," his wife said. "I understand you.")

If you sign up for intimacy, getting hurt is part of the deal.

The inability to say no is largely about approval-seeking—people imagine that if they say no, they won't be loved by others. The inability to say yes, however—to intimacy, a job opportunity, an alcohol program—is more about lack of trust in oneself.

When the rush is there, you're not acting like yourself. You're nervous and insecure. There's no critical thinking and you make idiotic choices: I just want to rip his clothes off and breathe his air and so what if he's clinically depressed!

You know what three words are even more romantic to me than 'I love you'?" "You look beautiful?" he tried. "No," his wife said. "I understand you.")

more real in his life is allowing him to let others be more real too.

These were often the same people who later admitted that they also glanced at pinging phones during sex or while sitting on the toilet. Upon learning this, I placed a bottle of Purell in my office.)

but I figured that this comment was just one of John's defenses against getting close to anybody or acknowledging his need for another human being.

anger serves another function—it pushes people away and keeps them from getting close enough to see you.

Is Boyfriend unhappy with something in the relationship that he's afraid to tell me about? I ask him calmly, my voice softer now, because I'm mindful of the fact that Very Angry People aren't Very Approachable.

her first conversation with Matt, one that lasted until dawn and still hasn't ended.

It's easy to conflate the intimate experience of romance or sex with the intimate experience of having somebody pay undivided attention to the details of your life, accept you fully, support you without competing agendas, and know you so deeply.

Is there anything that makes us feel more vulnerable than asking someone, Do you like me?

Every person you've been close to lives on somewhere inside you.

The inability to say no is largely about approval-seeking—people imagine that if they say no, they won't be loved by others. The inability to say yes, however—to intimacy, a job opportunity, an alcohol program—is more about lack of trust in oneself. Will I mess this up? Will this turn out badly? Isn't it safer to stay where I am?

In sleep, my sister and I found a common breath. In dreams, we knew the moon.

If I could manage to fall in love without having to actually meet someone, that would be ideal.

She had closed him up in a mental box and he was supposed to stay there, dammit. Nothing more than a lovely fantasy she pulled out along with her vibrator from time to time.

There in the middle of the rooftop—in a circle of lighted candles scented with the smell of vanilla—sat a four-poster bed adorned with throw pillows.

What scale do you rate them on?" "I don't rate my lovers at all. Do you?" "You mean other than small, medium, and large?" she quipped.